After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Dumbledore's sagging cheeks twitched unnaturally. He was already an old man with dirt buried up to his neck, and this was the first time he experienced the feeling of being pointed at and scolded.

No, seriously, no one scolded him at all.

It was sarcastic and mocking. It was strange that he had a brain and could understand these words. If a stupid person heard these words, he would probably think that they were really compliments.

You won’t feel pain unless the knife cuts your body.

Anyway, Dumbledore could not say that he was very willing to let Lupin go to his house, even though Ariana had indeed turned into a portrait at that time.

Dumbledore sat back in his chair dejectedly: "Remus will only teach here for a year at most, and there are only a few months left..."

"No." Yang Mei said firmly.

"So what do you want?! It's not easy to recruit a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Everyone knows that this position is cursed by Voldemort. Otherwise, do you think I deliberately found people like Quirrell and Lockhart? Although Remus, who just came to Hogwarts to teach this year, is a werewolf, let's be honest, he at least has more real talents and knowledge than the first two, doesn't he?" Dumbledore wanted to fight for Lupin. After all, he knew what kind of poor life Lupin led outside.

After all, he is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, so I should help him if I can.

But Dumbledore didn't know that Lupin had already given Snape his entire year's salary on credit to buy wolfsbane potion.

The only good thing about being at Hogwarts now is that he can eat enough, and the food is plentiful.

Yang Mei simply twisted her waist slightly and sat directly on the table: "What if I say I have a suitable candidate for teaching?"

"Who?" Dumbledore's first reaction was someone from the Selwyn family.

"Regulus Black." The real purpose was revealed.

"Who are you talking about?!" Dumbledore thought to himself that he was really getting old and was starting to hear auditory hallucinations.

"I'm talking about the only remaining heir of the Black family - Regulus Black." Yang Mei deliberately pronounced every word clearly, "I think he should be qualified for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Not only does he have real talent and knowledge, but he is also not a dangerous species. He definitely doesn't have any hairy little problems."

Dumbledore was speechless.

So after going in circles, the young man in front of him just wanted to remove Remus and replace him with Regulus Black.

No matter what the Black family's current position is, Dumbledore's own intuition tells him that they will not stand on the side of his Order of the Phoenix.

"There has been no news of Mr. Black for more than ten years. Did he come back recently?" Dumbledore tried to find out more information.

What does this have to do with him? Inertia makes you want to know more.

"possible?"

Dumbledore changed the question: "So he is now the head of the Black family?"

"presumably?"

Dumbledore thought to himself that this child was obviously not very old, but it was so difficult to talk to him!

"The Black family is now in a state of disrepair. Will he have time to teach at Hogwarts?"

"This is not what you should be concerned about, Headmaster Dumbledore." Yang Mei glanced out the window. The sky in the east was already turning pale. It was really a busy night.

Although Yang Mei didn't put in much effort, she still felt justified in feeling tired!

"If you think about it, the board could have fired Lupin without informing you and hired Regulus Black. You might say that hiring a professor requires your signature on the appointment letter as the headmaster. Of course, you would always sign this because you have no reason to disagree.

But I didn't choose to do that, but told you before that, Mr. Principal, you have to understand that I still respect you." Yang Mei blinked her clear purple eyes and smiled very gently.

Dumbledore was so angry at him that his heart ached.

He was the one who was sarcastic before, and he is still the one who says "respect" now.

He was allowed to say whatever he wanted and make all the decisions.

For the first time in his life, Dumbledore began to think about retirement.

After all, ever since Phoenix Selwyn came to Hogwarts to study, he, as the headmaster, seemed to have been led by the nose.

"If Principal Dumbledore has nothing else to do, we'll leave first. We're all sleepy after all this time..." Yang Mei covered her mouth and yawned at the right time, "We'll hand Peter Pettigrew over to you. If anything goes wrong later, don't blame us.

Oh, by the way, you don’t have to return the cage, it’s dirty.”

Harry naturally followed suit. He was the last one to leave, and when he was one step away from the office door, Dumbledore called him.

"Harry!"

He stopped and looked back at Dumbledore with a questioning look in his eyes.

Dumbledore looked solemn and opened his mouth several times before he finally said, "Sweet dreams, Harry."

Harry looked at the sky outside which was getting lighter and lighter. "You too, Mr. Headmaster."

……

Dumbledore naturally couldn't have a good dream, so he just sat in the office.

The first person to arrive was Professor McGonagall, who had just returned from sending Ron to the hospital wing.

"Albus, what is going on? They all left, leaving only one mouse?" Professor McGonagall stared at the cage on the table in disbelief.

Dumbledore stuffed a large bite of honey cake into his mouth. "Ah, that mouse is Peter Pellum, you know, an Animagus."

He sounded very relaxed, but his drooping eyes due to fatigue showed that he was not actually relaxed in his heart.

Suddenly, a flame more than a meter high jumped up from the fireplace not far away, and Cornelius Fudge arrived.

So far, the only person involved in the incident from more than ten years ago who had not arrived was Sirius Black.

When talking about him, we can't avoid Remus Lupin.

What a mess.

Fudge originally did not want this incident to be exposed, even if Sirius was really wronged for more than ten years. He did not want his credibility in the causal magic world to decline because of this incident.

But then he thought again, the case of Sirius was handled by the previous Minister of Magic, and the accusation of being a "confused official" should not be pinned on him.

And then there is Sirius Black, who himself is ill and has no idea how to appeal for his grievances. Now he is escaping from prison, causing panic among the people in the wizarding community.

It is more likely to cause trouble than to do good. Thinking about it this way, Fudge doesn't want to expose this matter anymore.

"Sirius is a hero and he should be compensated accordingly," said Dumbledore.

"What kind of hero is he?" Fudge thought it was outrageous. "More than a decade ago, he knew about the case but didn't report it, which led to misleading everyone that Peter Pellum was dead, allowing the real murderer to escape for more than a decade. More than a decade later, he still did what he wanted, secretly escaping from prison to capture Peter Pellum, which seriously affected the social order of the wizarding world. I heard that he also sneaked into the Gryffindor Tower of Hogwarts some time ago, scratched the portrait of the Fat Lady, and turned the student dormitory into a mess.

For all these evil deeds, I think he is not only not a hero, but he should be held accountable!"

"But Sirius didn't know that Peter Pettigrew was alive more than ten years ago!" Professor McGonagall wanted to seek some justice for Sirius, who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years.

"Then he doesn't even know whether he has killed anyone or betrayed his friends?" Fudge curled his lips. "Besides, you didn't appeal for him, and you all believed that he betrayed the Potter family and killed so many Muggles! What are you doing now? Do you feel guilty towards him? What does that have to do with me and the Ministry of Magic?"

Just then, voices were heard outside.

"Damn it, I haven't been to Hogwarts for so many years, how could I know the password to the principal's office!" Sirius cursed in a hoarse voice, "Old buddy, can you wake up first and tell me what the password is first!"

What the hell is this!

The gang threw them both to the Whomping Willow, and he watched in fear as Lupin transformed into a werewolf. Fortunately, the wolfsbane potion was really effective, and after Lupin turned into a werewolf, apart from howling at the moon, he did not show any intention of attacking him.

Unprecedentedly, this transformation into a werewolf only lasted a few hours. Sirius remembered that when he was in school before, Lupin did not turn back into a human so quickly.

"Sirius, come up." Since Dumbledore had heard everything, he naturally would not let them stand outside any longer.

Now that all the parties are here, we can get down to business.

"Let's change Peter Pettigrew back first," said Fudge.

Professor McGonagall was a little tired. She used magic to pull the mouse out of the cage, first cast a binding spell on him to ensure that Peter Pettigrew would not escape after waking up, and then turned him back into a human and woke him up.

After waking up, Peter Pettigrew was confused for two seconds, and then his eyes widened in horror.

Of course he wanted to escape the first moment, but the full-body binding spell prevented him from moving at all.

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, long time no see." Peter Pettigrew forced a flattering smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, Peter Pellum. You probably have no explanation for the crime you committed twelve years ago. After all, if you didn't do those things, why did you turn into a mouse and hide for so many years?" Fudge cast a stern look at Peter Pettigrew. "So, I advise you not to quibble. Quibbling is just a waste of effort."

"But do you have any witnesses? Any physical evidence? You want to punish me without any evidence? What gives you the right to do so?" Peter Pettigrew pretended to remain calm.

Fudge looked at him with a strange expression. "After so many years, there is indeed no physical evidence. But how do you know there is no witness? For example, the Dark Lord's subordinates..."

Peter Pettigrew looked like a ghost and was trembling like a sieve.

"Although you are not in the Ministry of Magic or the Wizengamot now, I can clearly inform you that you will die from the Dementor's Kiss." Fudge said calmly.

"No! Why, I would rather be locked up in Azkaban forever! Wasn't that what Sirius did before?!" Peter Pettigrew was hysterical.

"I don't think anyone will have any objection to this punishment. As for you, what qualifications do you have to object?" Fudge looked down at Peter Pettigrew with contempt.

"All of you are just like the arrogant Potter and Black. You all look down on me! That's right, you always look down on me!" Peter Pettigrew seemed to have gone crazy.

Fudge ignored him and turned to look at Remus Lupin, who was still unconscious, and Sirius Black, who was in tattered clothes and looked skinny beside him.

"Principal Dumbledore, I say the same thing again. Sirius Black has not only done nothing but also committed some mistakes. The Ministry of Magic will never promote him as a hero to the public. Simply publishing a correction of the historical errors in the Daily Prophet will be enough."

"The Black family's property..." Dumbledore also had his own little thoughts. Although someone had just told him that Sirius had no right of inheritance, he still wanted to see if there was any room for improvement in the matter.

"Albus, don't talk about this. How could I possibly want anything from that family!" Sirius had a look of disgust on his face, showing his attitude of avoiding the Black family to the fullest.

Dumbledore cursed him in his heart, "What are you doing with money?"

Fudge looked at them sarcastically: "Although he is still called Sirius Black, the Black family has long since removed him from the family name. The family property will naturally be inherited by someone else and has nothing to do with him. The Ministry of Magic will return all the private property belonging to Sirius Black in Gringotts." It wasn't much money anyway.

Although Sirius didn't want to have anything to do with the Black family, he was still surprised that there was an heir to the Black family.

Aside from a few married women, wasn't there anyone else in the Black family? He heard that his brother had disappeared a long time ago, most likely dead.

As if he was watching a good show, Fudge stared into Sirius' eyes and said, "It's Regulus Black. It seems that you have forgotten there is such a person."

"He's not dead?!" Sirius seemed both surprised and happy, and it was hard to tell which emotion was more serious.

"He's alive and well, but no one ever said he was dead." Fudge rolled his eyes.

Sirius wanted to ask more, but Fudge had already moved on to his next target - Remus Lupin.

"Tsk! Can't this guy wake him up?" Fudge was quite impatient, "Forget it, it doesn't matter whether he wakes up or not.

I already know about his identity as a werewolf.

Principal Dumbledore, I never thought that you would disregard the names of all the students in the school and allow a werewolf to teach at Hogwarts!"

Fudge narrowed his eyes and said in great sorrow: "Remus Lupin must not continue to teach at Hogwarts. Young Mr. Selwyn should have told you about the replacement. I think that's a good idea."

"Tomorrow," Fudge glanced out the window, "Oh, sorry, let's get Remus Lupin out of Hogwarts today.

You have to understand that if you look closely, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin should bear the relevant legal responsibilities for their actions, and this is already a very generous treatment. "